When Zhu Youliang woke up, he found that he was already lying on the kang with a quilt on his body. At this time, he wanted to speak but couldn't, and he tried to get up but his whole body stiffened. My head hurt even more as if it was about to crack, and countless intermittent images kept pouring into my mind like a slideshow.

Outside the door, Song Qianjin, a military householder, was smiling and talking to a Lang Zhong who was carrying a medicine box, "Xu Langzhong, you are really a wonderful hand for rejuvenation, this is the consultation fee ~ You accept it ~"

Na Langzhong pushed it a few times and didn't push it off, so he accepted the money, "Lao Xia, I don't need so much~ I don't need so much~~"

Song Qianjin smiled: "You can come back to life, this money is less~"

Xu Langzhong smiled, "I'm just a Langzhong, not a fairy, if Youliang is really dead, then I have great ability and it is in vain, this is the fate of the son~~ As the saying goes, if you don't die, there will be great blessings~~"

"That's~That's~~" Song Qianjin's wife, Song Li, happened to come over with a big white porcelain bowl, "My friend Liang is a lucky star, then God blesses him, and he has a great fortune~~" Song Li's face smiled

Zhu Youliang was lying on the kang and heard clearly, he was an orphan, fatherless and motherless, and he didn't look like a modern person when he listened to outsiders. It seems that not only did he not die, but he also came to a new place and changed to a new body. It was not easy for Zhu Youliang to gently touch his new body with his hands in the quilt, obviously this body was much thinner than his original body, but there were no calluses on his hands.

"Son~~I'm here to drink medicine~~" Song Li pushed open the door with a large porcelain bowl

"You~ are you my mother?" Zhu Youliang asked a little uncomfortably

"Oops~~Boss~~ Xu Langzhong, come and see, Youliang doesn't know my mother~~" When Song Li heard this, he was so anxious that he shouted

"How~~How~~?" Song Qianjin and Xu Langzhong hurriedly entered the house, Xu Langzhong squinted his eyes and checked Zhu Youliang's pulse, touched Zhu Youliang's head, and then rolled Zhu Youliang's eyelids, and then said: "There must be blood congestion in the skull, as long as the blood is scattered, it will be fine~~ Uncle Zhu, I will prescribe a medicine for Youliang to invigorate blood and remove blood stasis, and it will definitely work if you stick it down." ”

Song Qianjin thanked with a smile: "I'm going to trouble Xu Langzhong again~"

"Where is it~ I, Xu Zhong, a doctor, have always been cured until they are cured, so if you leave a root cause, isn't it to smash your own signboard?"

In fact, Zhu Youliang had to pretend to have amnesia, he didn't know anything about this strange place, so he decided not to say a word, and first familiarized himself with the situation. Xu Zhong quickly prescribed the prescription, and when he left, he also instructed Song Li to talk to Zhu Youliang about the past, which would help Zhu Youliang's condition. So Song Li sat by the kang every day to help his "son" recover his memory. During this period, Song Youliang had intermittent memories in his mind several times, fainted several times, and some memories of his previous life were slowly restored.

It turned out that Zhu Youliang was in the territory of Dengzhou Mansion in Daming Shandong in the ninth year of Chongzhen, and the Haiyang Thousand Households Guard Palace under Da Songwei. Haiyang Thousand Households is subordinate to Da Songwei, and Haiyang Shouyu Thousand Households originally had 254 people in the spring class of the Beijing Cao Army and 275 people in the autumn class. The defenders of the city were about sixty-eight people, and the Tuntian army was about sixty-six. 1 member of all 1,000 households in Haiyang is his father Song Qianjin, 2 members of the deputy thousand households, one named Jiang Huairen and the other named Xu Renbiao; 2 members of the town, namely Zhang Guishan and Ma Youcai; In addition, there are 100 households Li Yugui, Liu Daqing, Xu Jie, Yu Dahai, Sun Youwei, Yang Gongqing, Ju Ping, Chang Fa, Zhao Zhitian, Wang Youfu 10 members, 2 general banners Zuo Anmin, Fu Dashan 2, Lu Shuigen, Chen Atu, Bao Tugen, Xie Ada, and other small banners. Among them, the surnames Song and Jiang are local aborigines, and later there are Xu, Zhang, Ma, Li, Liu, Xu, Yu, Sun, Yang, Ju, Chang, Zhao, Wang, Jia, and 24 military households with the surnames of Xu.

This family is surnamed Song, and the head of the household, Song Qianjin, is the hereditary thousand households of Haiyang Thousand Households. His body is called Song Youliang, and the difference between him and Zhu Youliang is Song Qianjin's youngest son, who is eighteen years old this year. He has an older sister, whose sister is named Song Youlian, who has already married Xia Minghao, the son of Xia Baiming, the son of Xia Baiming, who is also a subordinate of Da Songwei, and is no longer in Haiyang Qianhu. Since last year, he has been studying in Da Songwei's Wei Xue, and when he came home from vacation a few days ago, he went to the nearby Kunyu Mountain to play. On the way home, I didn't want to hit my head with an iron can that fell from the sky, and my flesh and blood were blurred and I was dying.

The tin can mentioned by Song Li made Zhu Youliang suddenly have a flash of inspiration, "Mother, what kind of tin can does it look like?" ”

"It's the same as the pen holder~~" Song Li gestured

"Is the jar still there?" Zhu Youliang hurriedly asked

"I was buried in the backyard by your father~~" Song Li wondered why his son was so interested in that thing

"Let's go, let's see~~" Zhu Youliang got up

"Son~~ You're not in good health, what are you doing looking at that bad thing?" Song Li felt that although his son would not die this time, the iron can was a hoodoo that almost killed his son after all

In fact, Zhu Youliang had already healed all over his body, including the injuries on his head, but he deliberately pretended to be sick just to let Song Li talk more about his previous things, and he was already tired of eating the decoction that invigorated blood and dispels blood stasis. "Mother, it's okay, look at my body~~" Zhu Youliang slapped his chest twice.

The Song family lives in a small courtyard house, with two doors in the east and west, no doors, and only a few willows blocking the door. There are four main houses in a row, and the adobe is made of one color, and the wicker is made of rafters. In the room where Song Qianjin and his wife lived, there was a big kang, a wooden kang table, and a large reclining cabinet of less than six feet next to the kang.

When he arrived in the backyard, Zhu Youliang wanted to dig out the iron can with his own hands, but Zhu Youliang had never done this kind of work in his previous life, and he couldn't use a shovel. Song Li took the shovel with a smile, "You did that?" So saying, he dug out the tin can

Zhu Youliang dusted off the floating soil on the jar, "Sure enough, it's ~~hahaha~~"

Looking at his son with a strange expression, Song Li was a little worried, "Son, you're nothing, right?" ”

Zhu Youliang smiled: "Mother, this is not an unfortunate thing, it is a baby~~ It is a baby given to me by God, I didn't pick it up at once, so I smashed it on my head~~"

"Uh~~" Song Li didn't believe it

Zhu Youliang didn't care, he asked: "How much grain can we harvest per mu of our field?" ”

Song Li was surprised: "Son, why are you asking this?" ”

"You just say how much grain can be harvested per mu~~" Zhu Youliang didn't care

"The year is good~~ There can be one stone per acre, and if the year is bad, there will be five or six buckets~~" Song Li couldn't resist his son

"Then let me tell you, mother, if this kind of child goes down to the ground~~ one acre can be beaten~~ as little as three stones and five stones, as many as six or seven stones~~ or even ten stones~" Zhu Youliang said with a smile

Flutter~~~ Song Li laughed out loud, "Son, bully your mother with little knowledge?" This acre of land can hit two stones of grain is a good fertile field, this acre of land can play seven stones of grain, unless it is the land of the heavenly immortals~~"

"Mother, when is the spring ploughing?" Zhu Youliang didn't take Song Li's ridicule seriously at all

"Your father is busy and preparing to plant winter wheat~~" Song Li was surprised: "Son, you won't be planting these seeds, right?" Song Li looked at Zhu Youliang holding that kind of seed in his hand

"Yes, I just want to plant it~~" Zhu Youliang nodded seriously

"No, no, no, our family only has a few acres of land, in case you are like this~~" Song Li shook his head like a wave drum

"Why don't you believe me~~~" Zhu Youliang was angry and anxious, "My son doesn't believe me, who else can you believe?" ”

"But~~" Song Li was still reluctant to agree

Zhu Youliang had an idea and shouted, "Ouch~~Ouch~~~"

"Son~~What's wrong~~" Song Li panicked suddenly

"I have a headache~~~ It is estimated that God saw that I did not plant immortal seeds, and punished me for not knowing what to do, so he wanted to take my life~~Ouch~~Ouch~~" Zhu Youliang staggered and couldn't stand steadily

Song Li hurriedly helped Zhu Youliang, "Son~~ Mother helps you go back to the house to rest~~"

After returning to the house, Zhu Youliang continued to pretend to be sick, Song Li was so anxious that he couldn't help it, so he hurriedly went to the field and called back Song Qianjin. If my son comes out with three long and two short, look at me and stop you~~~"

Song Li's tears were in his eyes, and he didn't dare to reply, and Zhu Youliang was a little reluctant to go, but this was also a helpless move.

"If you come, you will be safe, from today onwards, I will be Song Youliang~"